Aliyah
“Oh my god, no, Aliyah,” Amaya rushed over to me as soon as I’d walked out of the gym to head to class. “Your crush isn’t Blaze, right? The rumors must have got it wrong.” Her eyes pleaded for me to deny it.
“Oh relax,” I rolled my eyes at her, “he and I are just friends. I wasn’t going to stand and watch as a group of wannabes bullied him, and the best way to grind a guys gears is to ignore him for another guy.” I shrugged, “I at least know that much from watching my friends back home.”
Releasing a breath of relief, she placed her hand on my shoulder and looked seriously into my eyes, “Don’t worry, we’ll protect you.” She cast her eyes around and as I followed her gaze, I noted more than a few wolves from the table at lunch scattered around like bodyguards.
I didn’t know whet
